The Lycan King’s Healer – Chapter 31

When we finally returned back to the estate, the guards looked happier than I had ever seen them. The servants bowed and the maidservants that had cast me dirty looks were now smiling at me. The busy, bustling morning crowd was suddenly a small celebration banquet. His entourage cheered for him, and the foyer dispersed a narrow path for him. I simply walked behind him, witnessing it all.

Alan came bounding down the stairs. His gaze automatically landed on me, out of habit, and his eyes slightly showcased his concern before diverting to Aldrich. Grinning, he approached his friend with one of the hugs that men do when they’re excited to see each other, but still want to appear masculine.

“You didn’t alert me of your arrival,” Alan accused lightly, his gaze secretly flitting back to me again. That one gaze screamed: we are in deep shit.

g around at his people, “it wasn’t much of a victory to celebrate. I would’ve rather not come home to a banquet in my honor.”

s going to throw one regardless,” Alan argued, patting him on the back.

nt, rolling his eyes. “Hopefully I have some time to merely sit before being obligated to

this one and Theo,” he said lightheartedly, nodding at me.

Have there been any problems?” Aldrich aske

ved us from our silence. “Aldrich!”

drich turned to look at the boy, a huge grin split his handsome face.

d him.

awaiting, and of course was too busy being caught in lies to receive it. What was new? I was the v

saw the expressions of people who passed by, curious at the warm reunion between him and the little boy. They definitely wondered if he was his son.

to see Theo so happy after his incident.

re you going?”

yes widened when she realized who was speaking to her.

ght here,” I said, and he whirled around, his face contorted in puzzlement.

to her, “I’m sorry. You looked so much like your sister.”

odically, shaking his hand. “We get that a lot.”

tle in. “Not yet.”

Danika even seemed uncomfortable, and swiftly walked away, continuing on her mission through the foyer.

ters at hand there?”

ring to the bedroom quarters for romantic reasons; our reason was to inevitably argue.

s we traveled the

hung the garden swing, I decorated the walls with vines and roses, I filled beautiful ceramic vases, and painted the window panes to match the roses on the wall. Fairy lights adorned the streams of flowers as well; they reminded me of the glowing garden that ni

lted.

p rose that fell from the vine to the floor. “I’ve never seen you let a flower die before,” he murmured, “nevertheless a whole room of them.”

responded, running a hand through my hair. Why did I no

turning to me.

brow at him.

s, and a target that he kept as a souvenir when he hit the bullseye.

tal smile on his face.

roclamation.

enough spirits to not drill me with questions.

wept over my nightstand then reverted back t

I froze.

rabbing the note off the nightstand.